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Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium

Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 12
Year: 2014

Sonorous Lyrics - Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium - The Underachievers

Get up off your ass and go an get it 

Even when a nigga winning I don't stop it til' it's finished nah 

Nah, Fuck a little drive I never get it now we 

Riding to the top sitting low, windows tinted heh 

 

Holy Alliance, we wreckin' causing riots 

All my posse here the finest, in designer getting higher 

The young messiah, what your heart desire 

Used to buy now I supply whatever it is my soul require 

Seeking higher like my notes Mariah 

No denying knowledge is required to diminish fire 

Bang my team, livin' fantasy, sippin' Hennessy my pedigree 

Ain't no enemy could ever conquer me 

 

It's the passion, the reefer bandit no one can stand it 

I'm prancing I'm living lavish no mental damage 

Savage, I'm wreaking havoc up through these classics 

You slacking if you ain't slammin' to change your tactic 

 

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Get up off your ass and go an get it 

Even when a nigga winning I don't stop it til' it's finished nah 

Nah, Fuck a little drive I never get it now we 

Riding to the top sitting low, windows tinted heh 

 

I think it I do it, to spread the light through my music 

If soulless sleep, you hold the key to change your life don't be stupid 

Come politic with some prophets constantly floatin' off ganja 

Mami open, body golden she engulfed in my consciousness 

Add a little gas cuz a nigga take off head spinning like Taz and 

I took it too far 

Tabs open all at the bar, she said 'Ak you a star' 

Lock and load it rap Beethoven, chosen homie play your part 

My locomotives roast em' catch me coastin' L.A. With the torch 

 

It's the passion, the reefer bandit no one can stand it 

I'm prancing I'm living lavish no mental damage 

Savage, I'm wreaking havoc up through these classics 

You slacking if you ain't slammin' to change your tactic 

 

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Get up off your ass and go an get it 

Even when a nigga winning I don't stop it til' it's finished nah 

Nah, Fuck a little drive I never get it now we 

Riding to the top sitting low, windows tinted heh 

 

It's the passion, the reefer bandit no one can stand it 

I'm prancing I'm living lavish no mental damage 

Savage, I'm wreaking havoc up through these classics 

You slacking if you ain't slammin' to change your tactic 

Get up off your ass and go an get it 

Even when a nigga winning I don't stop it til it's finished nah nah 

Fuck a little drive I never get it now we 

Riding to the top sitting low, windows tinted heh 

Get up off your ass and go an get it 

I don't stop it til' it's finished nah nah 

Fuck a little drive, never get it, settin' low windows tinted heh 

 

Came up from the bottom yeah you know I'm going hard 

I done seen it all, game was lacking bars until we got involved 

Please don't get me started on these starlets talking bought they balling 

But they rave retarded stop recording all your tracks is boring 

Care to replace it, now the game slowly changing my niggas be 

Patiently waiting for something fresh through the airwaves 

Fuck the pastor, they cause disaster up through the masses 

They taxing every last man up through their madness 

 

It's the passion, the reefer bandit no one can stand it 

I'm prancing I'm living lavish no mental damage 

Savage, I'm wreaking havoc up through these classics 

You slacking if you ain't slammin' to change your tactic 

 

Get up off your ass and go an get it 

Even when a nigga winning I don't stop it til' it's finished nah 

Nah, Fuck a little drive I never get it now we 

Riding to the top sitting low, windows tinted heh 

 

Spit that soul hypnosis they overdosin', tell by their motion 

Tetris shit we rose up we squares on the ground with founds of Ronin 

UA smoke the spot out, the venues can't tell me nada 

My presence of holy prada, on Everest when blowin' sour uh 

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